Tomboy: Turnabout (Chapter 16) (Patreon)

Tomboy: Turnabout

Chapter 16

“Shhh. There she is,” Jessica whispered urgently.

They both ducked down lower in the front seat of her BMW. Jessica’s baby blues narrowed, focusing on the gorgeous redhead. Annie Forrester walked up to her car in the gym parking lot. She wore black, baby blue, and pink workout clothes. Her waist-length, flame red hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail.

“I’d recognize that confident strut and that big head of hair anywhere,” Jessica said. “That’s definitely Puritan out and about in her secret persona.”

“Holy crap, Jess. You low-balled how gorgeous she is by a factor of a hundred.”

“Calm down, boy,” she said. “She’s not bagged and tagged yet.”

They watched Annie get into her car, a red Chevy Camero. She quickly pulled out and onto the street. Annie drove straight over to a coffee shop three blocks away, going through the drive-thru while Jessica and Brad waited parked across the street.

Jessica wanted to snatch her as soon as she left her job at the gym. She figured the young beauty would be weary after a long day of working out alongside her clients. And Annie probably snuck in at least one solo workout. Yeah, that girl was FIT. But there proved to be too many gym members constantly coming and going. And she spotted security cameras in the parking lot.

Annie led them over to an older looking apartment complex, just off Central Expressway. Jessica’s research online said the complex was built in 1969, but they’d done lots of updates inside and out. The grounds were lush with massive oaks and flowering crape myrtles.

There was security fencing, and a gate, but it was left open during the day. Jessica and Brad followed Annie in, but turned the other way. Jessica knew her apartment number, and had studied the layout of the complex online and using Google Maps, zooming in to get close up views of the grounds.

By the time they circled the entire complex through the parking lot, Annie’s car was parked in her assigned parking slot. They pulled into the spot next to her car. Jessica quickly scanned the area, trees, eaves, and everything looking for cameras. Not a one to be seen, which jived with what she’d found online. Many of the residents were complaining, demanding management installed better security.

Pulling a black ski mask over her head and face, “Come on. Let’s do this before I chicken out.”

Jessica grabbed her red aluminum baseball bat and led Brad up a sidewalk, past the perimeter buildings. Each square building held eight units, four on the ground floor, four on top. Jessica’s apartment was a second floor unit, but it was a unit overlooking the pool. They eased up the concrete and steel stairs, and then Jessica removed her ski mask. Brad pressed himself to the wall beside the door, holding her bat.

Jessica smiled brightly and knocked on the door.

“Who is it?” Puritan’s familiar voice called through the door. Jessica smiled and called back gibberish. “What?”

She replied in gibberish again.

Annie opened the door. “What did you say?” She paused. “Wait, aren’t you Tomboy.”

“You recognized me! I’m so excited,” she cried, even as Brad passed her the bat. Annie frowned down at the bat, just before Jessica thrust the big business end into her solar plexus. The beautiful personal trainer doubled over, her breath exploding out. With two hands still on the bat, Jessica stepped into Annie and swept the bat across her lovely face. The redhead fell straight back, out cold. “Hello and good night.”

“Damn, girl, you are turning into a total badass.”

“I know, right?”

They rushed in, closing and locking the door. Brad quickly dragged Annie to the middle of the small living room. Then he pulled out his pocket knife, and sliced off her spandex top and the bra underneath. Jessica grinned and rolled her eyes as she watched her boyfriend and cohort in crime then pull down and peel off her skin tight leggings.

“I love the sight of tight work out pants or pantyhose being pulled off long, beautiful legs,” Brad said.

“You’re a sick little perv, but I love you,” she giggled. “Oh man, look at that waxed pussy. Bubble gum pink. No brown like on so many snatches. And she’s so milky white.”

“Gotta love redheads,” Brad said. “I bet her skin doesn’t even tan. I have a cousin who is a ginger, and he does not tan. Just burns.”

“Bind her wrists, ankles, and knees,” Jessica said.

“We’re not going to fuck her first?”

“No, moron. We have to get out as fast as we can,” she said. “Someone might’ve seen us. You can play with Annie once we have her safely home and down in the dungeon.”

While Brad sullenly bound the unconscious twenty-two year old, Jessica went exploring in her bedroom. She quickly found the gym bag with Annie’s Puritan costume, along with her FEM Belt and Bracers. She even got her heroine phone. That was major, since Jessica had tossed Kelly’s phone before she understood its value.

She stuffed a few pairs of sexy stiletto pumps and boots into the gym bag, along with some lacy lingerie. Annie’s jewelry box and purse went in next. And finally she was ready and joined Brad in the living room.

“There is a large suitcase in the closet. Bring it in here.”

“Why?”

“We can’t carry a naked woman, all tied up, out to the car. Someone would call the police.”

Brad returned with the suitcase a moment later. It was one of those big ones with a handle and rollers. Together, Jessica and Brad placed Annie inside, curled her up in the fetal position to barely fit. And then she closed and locked it.

Brad had to manhandled it down the stairs, while Jessica followed with the gym bag slung over her shoulder. They quickly returned to the car, stuffed the suitcase and gym bag in the backseat, and departed.

“We did it,” Brad said, looking relieved. “Wow, that was fucking awesome.”

“That’s what every single second of being out on patrol as a super heroine feels like,” Jessica said. “I think it’s addictive, but I’m scared the entire time.”

That reminded her of the teams’ setback six days back, on Tuesday night. The other FEM Fighters, the police, and the media all proclaimed Tomboy a hero for snatching victory out of the jaws of defeat.

The look on Kelly’s face every time she was forced to watch a news story about it, about the new improved Tomboy, was priceless.

“You know, Brad, I thought last summer, when we made Kelly my bitch, was the best summer ever. But this last summer, and now going into fall, has been ten times more satisfying.”

“I agree. We’re not just debasing and defiling Kelly, we put her skanky ass to work for us. We’re getting rich selling Kelly Kundts porn videos.”

“Best decision of my life.”

Returning to their rental in Highland Park, Brad pulled into the garage. Once the garage door was closed, they pulled out the suitcase full of hot redhead. Jessica carried in the gym bag, leading Brad down into the basement, and then to the dungeon.

Kelly waited against the back wall, impaled on two long, thick dildos mounted to the wall. Her arms and legs were locked down, keeping her in a spread-eagle position. Her eyes fluttered open when they entered.

“Ta da!” Jessica cried, throwing both arms out at the suitcase.

“What’s so special about that suitcase, Mistress?” Kelly asked. “Are we moving?”

“No, better. I went out and got you a little friend to keep you company,” Jessica said. “You know her. Her name is Anna Lynn Forrester, but the world knows her as Puritan.”

“No! Please, no.”

“Oooh, not good? You should’ve said something earlier,” Jessica said. “Oh well, too late. Annie is about to join you in sexual slavery and porn stardom.”

Brad opened the suitcase and dumped Annie out. The redhead was wide awake, red-faced, looking overheated and stressed out to the max. He grabbed her ponytail, dragging the young beauty to her knees before Jessica.

Annie looked around with wild, Kelly green eyes. After looking up at Jessica in horror, she turned and focused on Kelly. She licked her lips, swallowed, and cut a look up at Jessica.

“Is that…”

“Kelly Kingsley? The first, the original, the OC super heroine called Tomboy?” Jessica said. “Why yes, she is. Kelly, say hi to Annie ‘Puritan’ Forrester. Oh, wait, the late great super heroine Puritan.” She turned a fierce gaze into Annie’s wide eyes. “Lil Miss Annie is about to trade in her FEM gear for ropes and chains as an internet bondage and rough sex porn sensation.”

“How exciting,” Brad said. He bent down and kissed her ear, while his free hand roughly fondled her large, firm tits. “I’m going to fuck you stupid, but first…”

Jessica grinned. “Yes, but first… You’re going to eat me out like a super heroine sex slave should.”

“Leave her alone,” Kelly cried, starting to struggle against her bindings.

Jessica watched her a moment, then grinned down at Annie. She pointed to another set of dildos, wrist and angle cuffs mounted to the wall beside the blonde.

“When we’re finished here, that’ll be where you go,” she said. “Next to Kelly, your future lover and porn costar.”

The beautiful brunette walked over to Kelly, picked up a remote, and grinned at the busty blonde.

“Nonono! Please no!”

Jessica pressed the ON button. Twin vibrating dildos began buzzing between Kelly’s legs. An incredulous expression washed across the beautiful teen. Her eyes rolled up, jaw dropping, as tiny animal sounds began bubbling out of her.

“That always shuts her up.”

Jessica quickly stripped. Then she pulled on a pair of black thigh boots, a matching underboob corset, and spiked collar. She stepped over to the vanquished FEM Fighter, looming over the wide-eyed redhead and grinning with wicked glee. The brunette then ground her pussy against the redhead’s mouth.

“Eat me, slut.”

Looking furious, but tears rolling down her cheeks, Annie – the now formerPuritan – opened her mouth and started giving her captor pleasure. Brad stripped, dropped down behind the young beauty, and quickly mounted her from behind.

“Uggh,” Annie groaned when he penetrated her, and then again when his cock stretched out her tight pussy. “Ugggh. You won’t get away with this.”

“Would you rather be mounted on the wall next to Kelly, with a pair of ginormous vibrating dildos shoved up your holes?” Brad asked. “Start eating pussy, or else.”

Annie glanced at Kelly with teary eyes. She swallowed hard, and turned back to Jessica’s glistening pussy. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she started licking. Tentatively at first, but Annie pressed in and really started eating Jessica out like a bad girl should.

Jessica closed her eyes, a moan of pleasure escaping.

The redhead quickly concentrated on Jessica’s clit, sucking it in and out hard and fast in a way the brunette never enjoyed. Jessica thought of it as “machine gun sucking,” so fast and hard. Just amazing.

Brad kissed the helpless heroine’s ear, neck and shoulders while slowly thrusting into her tight wetness. He moaned and groaned, hands all over her large, firm tits. Tiny sounds of pleasure bubbled out of the vanquished masked vigilante when he began to torment her sensitive nipples. He pinched and rolled them, before pulling and aggressively twisting them. The rougher the sex became, the more aroused Annie became.

“Lil Miss Annie likes it rough,” Jessica taunted. “What a total slut.”

Annie groaned long and low, head spinning. Every thrust into her shapely, overheated body sent the most wonderful sensations rippling through her. She panted furiously through her nose, body trembling as the taste and smell of pussy filled her senses, and Brad’s cock filled her over to the max.

“Mmmmmm.”

“Oh, she likes it,” Brad said. He yanked her head back by her hair and claimed her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. “Mmm, babe, you taste great on her lips.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet,” Jessica purred.

Brad rolled Annie to her back on the floor. Back up between her wide-spread legs, he thrust back in, completely hilting inside her on that first push. The redhead cried out, back bowing, little feet kicking. He started slamming into her like a man possessed, his nutsack slapping her taint loud and proud.

Jessica sat on Annie’s face, ground her hot, wet pussy into the woman’s mouth, and buried her hands up in her own silky brown hair when the hapless heroine obediently started eating pussy again. And Annie was good. Very good.

“She might eat pussy even better than Kelly,” Jessica gasped out. “Probably more experience, being older and a veteran heroine and all.”

“Yeah, lots more sexy captures and forced lesbo sex,” Brad gasped out. “So hot.”

“You are such an unwoke dick,” Jessica said.

“Thank you,” he said, and they laughed.

Jessica watched Brad palm both of Puritan’s tits and squeeze as he thrust into her faster and faster, looking so desperate. Annie began gasping and crying out as she was pushed closer and closer to peak. Their quickly growing excitement stoked Jessica’s libido, allowing Annie to push her into that rush to climax.

“Aaaggh,” Jessica cried, head rocking back, body quivering insanely. “Yes. Yes. Just like that.”

Brad grunted and groaned, stopping with his dick balls deep inside Annie. Flooding her womb with his hot seed. And then that poor heroine’s insides erupted, sending the most insane pleasure washing through her oversexed body over and over again.

And thus began Puritan’s sexual slavery.